And on Sunday I saw Brothers of the Head, a technically excellent film which didn't really fulfil its potential. Clive Langer's music and the live gigs are very convincing as possible pub rock/punk re-enactments and the verite style of the supposed documentary is only spoilt by one or two actors who play it like a TV drama. There are a few good laughs in it but the ending didn't have the impact they probably thought it would, not on a cold-hearted cynic like me at least.
Now if only they'd got Dowd and White to play the leads.
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